Chapter Forty One

Sebastian

"You set that up, didn't you?" I ask Josh almost as soon as the doors closed, and I appraise him sitting on the sofa with that smug look of triumph on his stupid face.

"I didn't prevent it," he shrugs.

"Josh..."

"Seb?" He asks, standing from the sofa to follow along behind me as I enter our room with anguish that I didn't make a fucking move on the pretty brunette that's been plaguing my sleep all damn night. Pretty much every night since she stormed into my office actually.

"You didn't sleep a wink, and you were hard all night," he points out, looking down at my crotch, making me blush so fucking hard that it should be illegal.

This isn't a conversation we should be having.

"Josh, that's inappropriate..." I state, grabbing boxers to dress, hating to think that he looked at me at all in that light because, in truth, I was hard all night. I need a fucking release, yet knowing that my body, god, fate, won't allow that.

Yet even now, I choose to remember all th